Testo di Going Going Gone

A straight razor and a flick of the wrist Brass knuckles and a willing fist A big knife and a little scream They do wonders for my self-esteem Warm blood and a cold embrace The catch is better than the chase They all ask why I'm doing this Violence is bliss What you see All I know to be Is a madman out on a killing spree One thing I say I did it all my way Gave rise to the dawn of the dying age When I feel the urge And it's tarting to surge Soon I'm blowing like an atom bomb When you comprehend Your life's coming to an end I'm going, going, going, going, gone Two things that I can't ignore Dark nights and an unlocked door I get the feeling and I follow through I get high like I'm sniffing glue It's time to let the games commence This really helps my self-confidence Blood orgy for the hedonist Violence is bliss I never leave any telltale traces Only fear frozen on dead faces An orgasm of depravity It's the best kind of therapy I always flee the scene of the crime No victims, left to drop the dime So many lives yet to be dismissed Violence is bliss